I’ve had this persistent cold/cough/congestion for the last two weeks or so. I could see the light at the end of the tunnel last Friday, but suffered a total relapse over the weekend. I think the 3:30 AM bedtime on Monday and the stress of a colicing horse was all it took to push me over the edge.
I took a half-day yesterday for reasons unrelated, and by the time I got home yesterday I could tell my condition was only going from bad to worse.
That’s when I realized that my only hope was to take the coward’s way out. That’s right. I saw a doctor.
Anyway, now I’ve got some drugs and I’ll probably be back in to work either tomorrow or Friday, depending on how fast the Azithromycin kicks in.
In the meantime, I’m really bored. I’ve depleted my Tivo’s collection of pre-recorded programming, I’ve beat Zelda, and all of my computer games are at the house in Anaheim. It’s a rough life, I tell you.